By the time I was eleven and twelve, I knew that adults were punished. Not only had I heard conversations about it but had heard or watched (by accide...t) my mother being punished. Of course, when I was about five, I’d had a ring side seat for one of hers. That was the first time I’d seen anyone else given a spanking and, my father could spank! She had bitched and cut my spanking short then, taken my place across my dad’s lap to take the rest of mine. I watched her kicking and yelling, bouncing. " He picked her up and took her into their bed chamber and lay her on the smooth satin covers, "I think your just exhausted from everything that has happened, sleep now and when you wake up, we can start getting you used to being a dragoness." She curled up on the bed, with a deep sigh of relief, it felt so good to lay down and close her eyes for awhile, she was asleep in seconds. Virlane smiled softly down at his dragoness, then joined her on the bed, he curled his body around hers and lay. Then his fingers lingered there as he played with my hair. I squirmed againand squealed but they were muffled out by the underwear still in my mouth. He was too strong and too big! I was so little compared to him. I could do nothing.I stopped struggling and closed my eyes. His other hand grabbed my inner thigh and pushed at it. My legs were spread farther apart while his hand on my bush slowly made its way to my vagina.His hand massaged my vagina for a moment and his fingers probed my. I ate hungrily and the pain in my stomach subsided. I looked at the mess on the coffee table and started to tidy up, adjusting pillows and cushions, collecting discarded clothing and glassware. I suddenly realized I was just making busy work so I didn’t have to confront the big issue that was staring me in the face. As I picked up the Johnnie Walker, I decided I needed another glass. I got some ice from the freezer and poured a few fingers of Scotch into a tumbler. I listened to the ice pop and.